When her Uncle Denis mentioned it, Melissa wasn’t sure what he meant. All he said over the telephone was that she was becoming increasingly incorrigible, that she had become very difficult to deal with, that she was a real problem. After class that day he planned to punish her severely, to teach her a lesson.
Her Uncle went on, “So on your way home from school today, stop off at the supermarket and pick up a five pound box of rice. And Melissa, I hope this is something I only have to do to you once to get you to behave.”
Melissa said the automatic “Yes, Sir.” She knew from past experience there was never a way to win an argument with her Uncle Denis.
The year before, Melissa had begged her mom to go away to college. Living at home would be just to much of a drag. Her first choice was ASU, Arizona State University. There were several other ‘party schools’ that would do as well, but ASU had an excellent journalism department if Missy every got serious about college.
They talked about it every evening for a week, and finally her mom agreed. In retrospect, it was more quickly than Melissa expected.
“But there’s one condition,” her mom stated. “I don’t want you living in the dorm and falling under the influence of wild friends, of a fast crowd.” Her mom really talked like that. “So for at least the first year you’ll live with your Uncle Denis in Scottsdale and commute to class. I’ve already discussed this with your Uncle, and he told me he’ll let you drive his Mercedes two-seater, so at least you’ll be able to ride to class in style.”
“Oh, fuck,” Missy said to herself. Sharing a house with her Uncle Denis wasn’t what she had planned at all.
Then it got worse and worse. In the three months with her Uncle Denis, the sexy 18 year discovered she was living with a rigid disciplinarian.
“Young girls like you sometimes have to be taught proper behavior,” he told his niece the day he picked Melissa up at Sky Harbor Airport.
“And your mom and I agreed that if you don’t behave, a good spanking will be the usual punishment.”
“That’s ridiculous, mom never spanked me,” Missy started to protest. “I’m 18 years old! You can’t! I won’t allow it.”
Uncle Denis spanked her for the first time that evening for her outburst in the car. He didn’t take down her panties that night. That would come later, but he did make her stand in the corner afterwards for ten minutes, with her nose pressed up against the wall. She looked very pretty, almost helpless, standing there with her hands crossed behind her back, after he spanked her shapely bottom with his bare hand and then a Tai Chi slipper.
Melissa felt absolutely ridiculous, standing there, with her nose against the wall when the spanking was finally over. To make it worse, her Uncle Denis sat at her desk and watched the entire time, to add to her humiliation.
For the next three months the pretty college freshman tried her best to behave, but she always seemed to slip up. And after the first time, she knew she could expect a bare bottom spanking from her very strict Uncle each time she did something he disapprove of.